A Seduction or Was It?
Am a regular reader of this site and love the stories here. I have written 2 other stories based on some of my experiences. Now i would like to share one which i found really exciting and hope you horny guys and gals out there also will find exciting. I am a 29 yr old single male from ahmedabad staying alone in this great city. This city is known for its horny aunties, and this experience is also related to one such aunty. I am about 5.8 in height average build, average looks. I wouldnt be called very handsome nor do i have a very long dick. Just about 5.5 inches. But i am more than adept at satisfying women with my tongue, lips and other things. I can tel you honestly that no woman has ever been attracted to my looks, but yes they have been attracted to me after spending time with me because of my conversations. If any lady from ahmedabad wishes to be friends she is free to mail me at [email protected]. Now to the story. I am a regular visitor to one of the popular bookshops in this city and i spend time browsing thru music CDs and books. I spend a lot of time in the coffee shop also attached. About 2 months ago, on one such sojourn i came across a lady sitting engrossed in a book. She (i came to know later) is a lecturer in a popular college of our city, in her late 30s. She is 38 to be precise. She was not very beautiful, wheatish complexion, figure roughly 34 32 38. Got a bit of extra flab on her waist. But wht struck me the most were her eyes, very expressive, big wide eyes which seemed to bore into you like thre was no tomorrow. I sat across the table from her not particularly interested in her. After about 10 mnts, i felt her legs hit against my ankles (or was it deliberate??) She looked at me and immediately apologised. We introduced ourselves and began discussing books. We were totally engrossed in our conversation and i didnt realise tht my legs we very near to hers and as fate would hv had it, it banged against hers this time!! I immediately apologised and asked her out for coffee. We went into the coffee shop and sat real close. One thing led to another and over the next 1 month we grew real close, sharing a lot of personal stuff. Finally, one Saturday i invited her over to lunch. The next day she came home and we sat chatting. The usual appreciations about my neat apartment and a few needless chatter later, she suddenly chanced upon some of the XXX VCDs tht i had kept on my bedside. I had genuinely forgotton to hide them, but she thought otherwise, gave me a naughty smile, but didnt say anything. We talked for some more and thn started having lunch. Over lunch she asked me about what i liked in those XXX movies, about my sex life, etc. This led to ask me about her sex life, which unlike most of the women in the stories on this site, was quite good. She had never cheated, was happy about her hubby, liked him for the things he did in bed, etc. The discussion was moving onto dangerous territory but thnakfully (or sadly??) lunch ended and she left after sometime. We kept meeting at the book shop. By now we knew we liked each other and tht thre was a burning desire. But none of us were ready to take the first step for fear of rejection. My fear stemmed from the fact tht she had a happy sex life, and hers from fear of rejection because of her looks. (She later told me she thought, i would find her looks very average!!). Finally i decided to take the plunge. Her hubby used to travel to Delhi frequently on some work. I still remember it was a Wednesday night and we were talking on the phone, whn i asked abt her hubby and she said he had left for Delhi. On an impulse i asked her what her plans for dinner the next evening were and she said nothing special, so i invited her over. Around 7:30 the next evening, she rang the bell, and guys, i flipped absolutely flipped!!. She was wearing a lovely saree ( i thnk the material is called georgette). The blouse was tastefully designed, with the back cut in a heart shape. It was very brief on the back and just about covered her bra. She had put on make up (she had never done so earlier). I invited her in and we sat having juice. Suddenly i asked her if she drinks ( i had some vodka at home) and she agreed. I was all excited. Made two drinks and brought them over, dimmed the lights and sat beside her. After 5 mnts, i dont know how, but we were holding hands. I thn began careesing her palm. They were so soft, like silk. Then i ran my fingers up along her hands to her shoulder. I looked at her and she had a smile, not on her lips, but on her eyes and her lips were quivering. I pecked her lips gently, and thn sucked on the lower lips. Friends, they were the tastiest lips i have ever come across. We kissed long, it actually didnt seem to end. But i finally broke the kiss and took her fingers into my mouth and sucked each one of them, all 10 fingers. I spent a little extra time on her thumbs. That really turned her on, thn i started licking her palms, on to her wrist, up her arms to her shoulder. I removed the pallu of her saree and it was only then tht i realised she was wearing a sleeveless blouse. I just raised her arms and planted a kiss on her armpits. That really turned her on. I thn began sucking on her armpits. There was a light sheen of hair and i loved the musky smell of combination of her armpit hair, natural odour and the light perfume she put on. By now her hands were all over my thighs, rubbing and pressing and all the time coming nearer to my cock. She began rubbing my cock over my jeans. I cudnt take it anymore and took her to my bedroom. I told her that i want to see her strip. She asked me to put on any one of those XXX CDs and thn stood beside the TV and removed her saree, thn her petticot, then her panties, but kept her blouse and bra on. Her pussy was neatly shaved with a small tuft of her just above her clitoris. She came over me and started removing my shirt.